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— God Will Have «* ‘ 4 i \ , /the .Last Word PAPE'S DIAPEP8IN AT ONCE ENDS , SOURNESS, GA8E8, ACIpITY, / ) f/.i /^digestion. ' / _'.J ; ' ' . . Undigested food! Lamps of pats; belching gas, adds and soufltoM. Whan your stomach is all npset, here ie to* stant relief—No waiting I By REV. J: H. RALSTON. D. D. Secretary of Correspondence Department, Moody Bible Institute, Chicago BY RUTH BELMORE END1COTT Copyrlfht, 1918. by Dodd, Mead * Company. Inc. TEXT—Thus sftlth God j the Lord, hsf that created the heavens and stretched them out; he that spread forth the earth t and that which cornet^ out of It; he that glveth breath unto the people upon It, and spirit to them that walk thereln.- Isa. 42:5. , ' . WWW WWW WWW MCI Dp a r«b, Sin Chest With ■nthcr's V Joy Salre Yon apply k externally, and mbit in. There lanohriutlantotketend- eieat skin, but it quickly penetrates to the sent of the trouble, and MlneaS the ooocestion like mask. Moran’s Jot Salts dmld hs kept on hand for an smspis j It will surprise you how quickly A it win break a croupy cough, or M commend it: profess to ten being iDuatrattd WlsMf net aV*' tniitoiV ihih'V-dacfctiAJia-. .. . JRMMtoMI ht BARNWELL BENTTWEL, 9UUUIWXLL, SOUTH CAEOLWJ UPSET STOHAGH k CHILD GETS SICK CROSS, FEVERISH IF CONSTIPATES LOOK AT TONGUE! THEN GIVE FRUIT LAXATIVE FOR 8TOM- ‘ ACH, LIVER, BOWELS. -CALIFORNIA SYRUP OF FIGS" fcAN'T HARM CHILDREN AND THEY LOVE IT. J Mother! Your child Isut imturally cross and -peevish.. See if tongue is coated; this is a sure sign the little •foinneh, liver and bowels need a cleansing at once. When listless, pale, feverish, full of cold, breath bad, throat sore, doesn't eat. sleep or act naturally, has stom ach-ache. diarrhoea, remember, a gen tle liver and bowel cleansing should always be the first treatment given. Nothing equals “California Syrup of Figs" for children's ills; give a tea spoonful, and In a few hours all the foul waste, sour bile and fermenting food which Is clogged In the bowels passes out of the system, and you haVe a well and playful child again. All children love this harmless, deli cious “fruit laxative."-' and It never tails to effect a good “Inside” cleans ing. Directions for babies, children of all ages and grown-ups are plainly on the bottle. Keep It handy In your home. A little given today saves a sick child totnor- tuWju but.get the genuine, A«k, yoiic druggist for a bottle of" “California 8.vmp of Figs," then see that It Is made by the ’’California Fig Syrup Company."—Adv, CAROLYN CANNOT FACE PROSPECT OF LOSING HER ONLY ■ FRIEND AND COMPANION. J - - . , 4 I Synopsis.—Her father and mother , reported ’ost at sea when the Dunraven, on which they had sailed for Europe was sunk, Carolyn May Cameron—Hannah’s Carolyn—Is sent from New’ Tort to her bach elor uncle, Joseph Stagg, at the Corners. The reception given her by her uncle is not very’ enthusiastic. - Carolyn is also chilled by the'stern demeanor of Aunty Rose, Uncle Joe’s housekeeper. Stagg Is dismayed when he learns from a lawyer friend of hts brother-in-law that Carolyn bus been left practically penniless and consigned to his edre ns guardian. Carolyn learns of the estrangement between her uncle and his one-time sweetheart, Amanda Parlow; and the cause of the bitterness between the tw’o families. , ' - Poor Material. The increase in drug-taking which has followed the enforced decrease Id drinking led Senator Penrose to say Id Philadelphia: *. "But, after nil. what kind of men resort to drugs? Pretty weak ones. "If you study a collection of drug victims It mnkes you feel discouraged. As you look at their receding chins and sensual months, you recall the Chinese proverb: “ ‘Rotten wood cunnot be carved.’ " SKIN ERUPTIONS ON THE FACE are unsightly and mar the appearance of many a woman whose face would be otherwise attractive. There Is no need for this. Just g£t a box of Tet ter! ue and use it regularly and you Vvill be surprised how quickly pimples, blotches, 1 Itchy patches, ,ftc., disappear and how soft and cleur the skin be comes. Nothing better for eczema and other akin troubles thun Tetterine. Sold by druggists or mailed for 50c. by Shuptrlue Co., Savaunuh, Ga.—Adv. The Right Spirit. The work doesn’t end with the hur rah phut the hurrahs demonstrate the spirit that will carry the work on.— Atlanta Constitution. CHAPTER V—Continued. The mole In question lived under a piece of rock wall near the garden fence. When Uncle Joe came home to din ner on one particular Saturday he walked down to the Corner of.the gar den fence, and there saw the havoc Prince pad wrought. In following t-be line of the mole’s last tunnel he had worked his way under the picket fence and hud torn up two currant bushes and done some damage In the straw berry patch. “And tlie worst of It is.” grumbled the hardware dealer, “he never caught the mole. That mongrel really Isn’t worth a bag of domlcks to sink him In the brook, But that’s what he's going to get this very evening when I come home. 1 won’t, stand for him a day longer.” Cato!yu' May prwtijrety turned Tulle as she crouched beside the ' now chalned-up Prince, both arms about his rough neck. He licked her cheek. Fortunately, he could not understand everything that was suld to him, there fore the pronouncement of this terri ble sentence did not agitate him an atom. Carolyn May sat for a long time un der the tree beside the sleeping dog and thought how different this life at Thfe’ Corners was from that she had lived with her father and mother In the city home. If only that big ship, the Dunruven, had not sailed away with her papa and her maiuina I Carolyn May had been very brave on that occasion. - She- had gone ashore with Mrs. Price and Edna after her mothers lust clinging embrace and her futber’s husky “Good-by, daughter,” with scarcely a tear. Of course she had been brave! Mam ma would return in a few weeks, and tlu;n, after a time, papa would like wise conle baCk—and oh! so rosy and stout! And then, lu two weeks, came the* fatal news of the sinking of the Dun- raven nnd the loss of all but a smult part of her crew and passengers. Vaguely these facts hud become known to Carolyn May. She never spoke of them. They did not seem real to the little girl. But now, sitting beside the con demned Prince—her companion and mmm ■■■■■ * drownd-ed," Carolyn May,sobbed. “I’d Oh, It’s jfherel Ouch, Bow It Pains I I % Right Across the Small of the Back or Over the Kidneys I ^ , * , LUMBAGO, RHEU MATISM, GOUT, OR i FAULTY KIDNEY ELIMINA TION. All signals of distress. The kid* neys have too much work to per form. Uric acid accumulates in the system in form of orate salts. Obtain at your nearest drug •tore that splendid discovery of Doctor ‘Pierce's called w Anuric ” (antt-uric). Annric is more potent than lithia and dis solves uric acid as hot coffee does sugar. If you wish to give it a trial, send to J)r. Pierce’s Invalids’ Hotel, Buffalo. ^ Y tr\wf a final rvoolro rro at a0 ■r fMi sihaFH. *:Li The Little Girl Felt Bitterly Her Lone liness and Grief. only real comforter during these weeks of her orphanhood—the little felt bitterly her loneliness and .■ r V/ - ^ v . «• If Uncle Joe did as he had threat ened. what should she 1 do? There seemed to be no place for her and Prince to run away to. “I’m quite sure I don’t want to live.” thought Carolyn May dismally, “if papa and mamma and Prince are all dead—whyf there aren't enough other folks left in the world to make It worth . while living In, I don’t be lt Prince Isn’t going to be alive, want to be alive, either." Prince began to get very was long past his dinner every time be beard the door slam be Jumped np f**ed eagerly and with And wagging to n to Omt May ut Inst. “I s’pose you are hungry. It Isn’t going to do you a bit of good to cat; but you don’t know It. I’ll ask ; Aunty Rose if she has something for you.” She got up wearily and went across the yard. Aunty Rose stood just In side f!;e screen door. “Don’t you want any dinner, Car’lyn May?” she asked. • “No, inu’am. I guess I’d better not eat,” snld the child. "Why not V “ ’Cause my stomach’s so trembly. I just know I couldn't keep anything down, even If I could swallow it. But Prince’ll eat bis, pleuse. He—he don’t know any better.” “Tut, tut!” murmured the woman. “He’s the most sensible of the two-of you, I declare." The minutes of that afternoon drag ged by in most doleful .profession. There Was no Idea in the little girl's mind that Uncle Joe might change his Intention and Prince be saved from the wntery grave promised him. When she saw the hardware dealer come in to the yard almost an hour earlier than their usual supper time she was not surprised. Nor did she think of pleading with him for the dog’s life. The.litle girl wutch.ed him askunce. Mr. Stagg came directly through the ynrd, stopping only at the shed for a moment. There he secured a strong potato sack, and with It trailing from his hand went half-way up the knoll to where there was a heap of atones. He stooped down and began to select some of these, putting them In the bog. This was too much for Carolyn May. With a fearful look at Uncle Joe’s tu- cojnpromlslng shoulders, she went to the tree whete Prince was chained. :12xchnnglng the chain for the leather leash with which she always led him about, the little girl guided the mon grel across the yard and around the corner of the house. Her last backward glance assured her that the hardware dealer had not observed her. Quickly and silently she led Prince to the front gate, and they went out together Into the dusty road. *‘I—I know we oughtn’t to," whis pered Cnrolyn Muy to her canine friend, "but I feel I’ve just got to save yob, Prince. I—I can’t see you drownd-ed dead like that!” She turned tlie nearest corner and went up the road towards the little closed, gable-roofed cottage where Aunty .Rose had lived before she. had come to be Uncle Joe's housekeeper., Carolyn May had already peered over into the small yard of the cot tage and had sqen that Mrs. Kennedy still kept the flower-beds weeded and the walks nent and the grass plot trllnmed. But the window shutters w’ere barred and the front door built up with bourds. Carolyn May went in through the front ^gute and sat down on the door step. while Prince dropped to a com fortable attitude beside her. The dog slept. The little girl -ruminated. She would not go back to Uncle Joe’s—no, Indeed! She did not know’ Just what she would do w’hen dark should come, but Prlnee should not be sacrificed to her uncle’s wrath. A voice, low, sweet, yet startling, aroused her. - — . “What are you doing 4berej-little fwr. Both runaways started, but neither of them was disturbed by the appear- ansce of her who had accosted Caro lyn May. “Oh, Miss Ma'ndy!" breathed the lit tle girl, and thought that the cari#n- ter’8 daughter had never looked so pretty. * “What are you doing there?’ repeat ed Miss Parlow\ “We—we’ve run away,” said Caro lyn May at last. She could be nothing but frank; It was her nature. “Run away 1" repeated the pretty woman. "You don’t mean that?” “Yes, ma’am, I have. And Prince. From Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose,” Carolyn May assured her, -nodding her head with each declaration. “Oh, my dear, what for?" asked Miss Amanda. So Carolyn May told her—and with- tears. : ' . Meanwhile the woman came Into the yard and, sat beside the child on the step. With her am j&ouf the Uttie Mlaa Ampnda snuggled her np Hone, wiping the tears away with b*-r want to be drownd-ed myself, too. - *T know-, dear. But do you really believe your .Uncle Joseph would» do such a thing? Would he dro\vn your dog?" “I—I saw him putting the stones In the bag.” sobbed Carolyn May. “And he said he would." — —■ u “But iie said It when he was angry, dear. We often say things when we ! are angry—more’s the pity!—which ; we do not mean, nnd for which we are j bitterly s-.irry afterwards. I 4m sure, Carolyn May, that your Uncle Joe has no intention of drowning your dpg." “Oh Miss Amanda! Are you* pos’* i tive?” “Positive. I know Joseph Sragg. He was never yet cru“l to any dumb j creature. Go askv him yourself. Caro* j lyn May. Whatever else he may be, \ he Is not a hater of helpless and dumb animals,” "Miss Amanda,” cried Carolyn May, with clasped hands, “you—you are Just lifting un awfut big lump off my heart I I’ll run- and ask him right away.” She raced with the barking Prince back to the Stagg premises. Mr. Stagg . The text Is found In 6ne of greatest passages prophesying The nionu * you eat a tablet of | Pape’s Diapepsln all the Indigestion j pain, dyspepsia misery, the sourness, I gases and stomach acidity ends. • j Pupe’s Diapepsln tablets cost little t at any drug store but there Is no surer i or quicker stomach relief known. Adv. Every man should master the art of concealing his Ignorance. the the coming of Jesus Christ to this earth as Savior and Redeemer— un announcement of such tremen dous Importance that It was very proper that per sons hearing »t should know who gave It; and he is described as the Lord God, the creator of earth, . and the giver of life to all w’ho' walk therein. While tliere are j tunny voices in the world and none of them wlthntit-slgnlflcnnce, as Paul says ; In his first letter to the Corinthluns, there is one.voice greater than all oth ers, and yet one to which few listen— the voice of God. It takes more firmness to keep one’s balance in these days than ever be fore. Tfie voices around us are so many, so Insistent nnd so vnrted, that I tihe hardly knows where he stands und what to believe. The voice of events jf J Is such that few men are making pre dictions uny more. The world was £ull of prophets of the immediately Im pending golden age five years ago, but their occupation is gone. It seems un believable that in a little more thun six months the ttetorious central pow ers have been broken to pieces by the entente allies, but it Is so. Sir George j Adutn Smith said to President Wilson quite recently: "For four years I have been schooling myself In the lniTedl- ® It ble, till It has become terribly familiar baa restored to tm> ” rEhHBvI m y health, u la to me. i VTBMmr—”* Tl eertalnhr the best I We can believe almost anything medicine for woman's ailments I ever these days, and the reason la that man saw."— Mrs. SlAW, R. N«U1 I has lost trust In his own forecastings. Portsmouth, Ohio. If man hus lost this trust. Is there sny | lira Shaw proved the merit of this being In the universe that has notdone medicine and wrote this letter to so? We firmly believe there is, SRid that other SHriferiaf that one Is God, who alts “on the dr- as aha did. cle of the heavens” and calmly looks i .Womsnwhoarei "BEST MEDICINE FOR WOMEN” What Lydia L Pinkl&am’t Vegetable Compound Did - For Ohio Woman. Portsmouth, Ohio.—'* I suffered from Irregularities, pains in my side and waa so waek at times 1 could hardly get around to do my work, and as I had four in mv family and three boarders it made it verv hard for me. Lydia E. PinkhaftTs Vege table Compound With Her Arms About the Little Glrl ( Mias- Amanda 8nuggled Har Up Closs. had just finished filling In with the -stones the trench Prince hud dug un der the garden fence. "There,” he grunted. “That dratted dog won’t dig this hole any bigger, 1 reckon. What’s- the mutter with you, Car’lyn ?” "Are—are you going \ to drown’d Prlncey, Uncle Joe? If—If you do, It just seems to me, I—I shall dU*l” He looked up at her searchlngly. "Humph! is that mongrel so nll-li> portant to your happiness that you want to die if he does?” demanded the man’ "Yes, Uncle Joe.” "Humph!” ejaculated the hardware dealer ngulD. * “I believe you think more of that dog than you do of me.” ^ r ‘‘Yes, Uncle Joe.” The frank answer hit Mr. Stagg harder than he would have cared to acknowledge. . “Why?” he queried. upon the commotions of this planet and the Interests of thousands much greater. Is It not wise, therefore, to listen to his voice? God si>eaks In creation and provi dence. "The heavens declare t|ie glory of God and the Armament showeth hit handiwork." Eclipses occur to tho second, and not a Jar la felt in the rev olutions of the Innumerable worlds about us. In the study of our every day life God speaks to us In law that never for a moment gives up Its domi nation. His prosperity calls for oar gratitude, his Infliction of adversity for our penitence, and hls faithfulness for the years gone by declures that be cause he Is unchangeable that faith fulness will continue. But God speaks to us through his Son as in no other way, for the Son la "the express Image of the Father." Many quickly accept the proposition that God thus speaks, but the voice of Christ is marred, because their Christ 1j a mere caricature. They, have ac cepted what man has said 'About Christ as a true picture of Christ •boold not drag along from day to day without giving this famous root alii barb remedy, Lydia E. Pinkhaa'a Vege table Compound, a trial. For apadal advice to regard to m to Lydia E. Ankhaa M edktoe C<x.Lya«. Maea. The reeoR of Its forty “Because Prince never said a word' Some conceptions of Christ are drawn to hurt me ir hls life!” said Carolyn from the paintings that are exhibited; May, sobbing. j some get their Ideas of Christ from de* The man wse silenced. He felt in scrlptlons found in popular literature, his inmost heart thut he had been especially fiction; some get their ideas Judged. ... ~ | even ‘from such agnostics as Renan and Strauss; and some get theirs from what they See In those who love him, this picture often false. f Where do we get the right picture? We have no hesitation in saying in the Holy Scriptures. There we have fore gleams of him In the Old Testament that nrejrustwotjthy; there we see It In what ha say^Liuid In what ne does In thut wonderful life which ended on the cross; there is made plain thq great plan of redemption that he came CHAPTER VI. Prince Awakens The Corners. Camp-meeting time was over, and the church at The Corners was to open for Its regulur Sunduy services. "Both Satan and the parson have had a vacation,” said Mr. Stagg, “und now they can tackle each other again and see which’ll get the strangle hold ’twixt now and revitul time.” ‘You should not say such things, es* efore the chTTfr,' Joseph -to give to men, with the whole future Stagg.” admonished Aunt£ Rogfi,. „ t aglow with hls coming glory. Carolyn Muy, however, seemed not ! There Is no subject thut •most con- to have heard Uncle Joe’s pessimistic perns men on which God has not remark; she was vtoo greatly excited , spoken. This statement Is made ■ by the prospect of Sunday school. And thoughtfully^ It is not meant that every detail of man's life and experi- euce is met by a specific word, but that as to the principles that should guide man, touching even the minutiae of life, t there fs nothing . pissing. The Bible tells man where he is going, what he Is In himself, his standing before God; that he is sinful; that there U no hope except in simple faith on Jesus ,Christ; that heaven Is a reality—and hell as well; that his only guide la this lift it the Word at God, which is put Into hls hands in the form that he can read —^ and stndy. Has a single word that. God has said about Individuals, dries and na tions in the past failed? Is there anything In the great pictures given In Isaiah, 'Ezekiel, Zechartah, Daniel, the Gospels and other Scrip ture* that is untrue? Aa hlb Word to the past has never failed, It ie able to believe that hls the future will not faiL Oad reys la faaOad vfll the. very next week-duy school would begin! 1 By this^ first week In September the little girl was quite settled In h^r new home at The Corners. Prince was.^ril) p. rioubtful addition to the family, bbth ^ Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose plainly haw ing misgivings about h|m. But in re gard to the little girl herself; the hardware merchant and the house keeper were of one opinion, even though they di^not admit It to curb other. ,• • 1 you RHEUMATISM Lumbago Prince proves himself a real canine hero and makes himself "solid" with ail the people at the Corners. Hie exploit It described in the next installment (TO BE CONTINUEDl • - — -i. - . for 240.000 pairs at knot- boots for tho